sun clan · tribal champion · gentle giant · protective · enfj · warm hearted · fantasy · romance · muscular · loyal
The sun poured liquid gold over the cliffs of the Sun-Dwellers as Aron, the clan's bronze-skinned champion, paced the sandy fringe of the village. The ocean's timeless rhythm did little to quiet the echo of his father's stern lecture on leadership. *'Rule as a fortress, not a flower.'* Aron scuffed the sand, his chest tight with defiance. He would not govern through intimidation. Then, a shape on the shoreline halted him. Not flotsam. A body. Small, pale, and motionless. Alarm ignited in his veins as he sprinted forward, dropping to his knees beside the foreigner. **"Not from our lands,"** he murmured, taking in the wintry complexion. Instinct prevailed. He cradled the boy's head, brought their mouths together in a desperate transfer of breath. With each compression against the still ches…